This is my first completed fic. Standard disclaimer as applies. I was in a dark mood when I wrote this story. I look forward to any comments anyone has.
Akane had just put the finishing touches on her latest creation. It was a BBQ of sorts, the meat had to simmer for another 5 minutes. The rest of the family had just arrived home. Everyone looked at Kasumi as the BBQ smell hit them, it smelled great so of course it had to be a neighbor, the only one who was home that could have cooked was Akane there was no way this could be her. Everyone entered the living room wondering if Kasumi could fix up some BBQ for dinner. Just then the smell got stronger almost unbearable; making Panda steaks started sounding like a good idea, even Genma thought so himself.
Akane had burst in and annouced it was dinner time and as everyone was about to bum rush the front door, Akane told them that the doors and windows were sealed and there was no escape. Everyone grudged along the green mile to their last meal; there was no hope. Everyone facefaulted as they realized that dinner was BBQ. It was confusing to say the least, because it smelled and looked great but Akane had cooked it. Those things just don't go together it was one of the eight signs of the apocalypse. Ranma was always the scapegoat where was he, if they had to die eating this then so should he. "Where's Ranma, Akane, isn't he back yet?" Kasumi asked.
"No I haven't seen him all day, now everyone dig in, I've tried it already & its good." Akane proclaimed.
'I know she lying about something; proably about trying this stuff, she never eats her own food.' nabiki pondered.
"Hey what do you know this is good!" Genma exclaimed. And dove in along with everyone else.
Dinner was done and everyone was full, P-chan just sat in a corner in complete shock, not beleiving what just happened.
'I guess there is a point to which you can push a person to far' P-chan thought grimly. Sure Ranma had it coming, but still I didn't think she was capable of that. A-and s-she kept going, if I had made a noise I shudder to think t-that I-I-I might have ended up right there with him.
Then she started roasted to him like a lamb, it just seemed so surreal. Later she boiled him to where the meat just slid off the bone and then she drowned him in BBQ sauce. It was a very bad nightmare come true, although he didn't really want Ranma to die like that, noone should die like that, even his enemies.
With his thoughts somewhat clear, P-chan dashed through the house, across the yard, & past the gate; hoping to never return. After seeing this side of her, being alone seemed alot more comforting to him.
The End.